Padawan Ponytail Novels & Stories

“Just about. Why?” I took the blade from my new dark green, skin tight uniform and gripped my long black hair. Tying it up into as high and tight a ponytail as possible I slashed with one swipe. My cheeks tickled as my newly shorn locks fell about my face. The long, swishing black ponytail in my hand I presented with a grin, to Ansley. “Turn around, I can work this into your ponytail. It will look scruffy but even my own mother would think it’s me walking down that path now.”

“She’s building a cult.” “I’m seriously considering asking the hospital for a refund,” I muttered. “Ponytail done,” Rhea announced. I checked the mirror. Poppy’s long hair was now pulled into a slightly crooked high ponytail—dramatic enough for someone who couldn’t read fluently yet. Her bangs still covered half her forehead like a tiny curtain, doing absolutely nothing to hide the fact that the face beneath it was a miniature replica of someone I’d very much like to pretend wasn’t on the same continent.

Then Nadhea came out full of confidence in front of the two remaining people in the apartment. "Come On, Adam. We go now, " said Nadhea excitedly while styling her long light brown hairstyle forming a pony tail at the back so that the volume of the hair is clearly wavy. Nadia's natural makeup was accepted by Adam. "I don't mind it but are you sure you're wearing this outfit?"

she exclaimed, her face beaming with smiles. Cole’s eyes widened while Axel stared at her, love emojis literally popping out of his head. His girlfriend looked breath taking. Her ponytails were gone, replaced by a sleek, straight hairstyle that fell past her shoulders and shone like silk in the light. The simple change transformed her from a cute, bubbly girl to a stunning young woman, full of grace and beauty.

Biting my lower lip, I slid her lustrous hair into a high ponytail, one that slid effortlessly beneath my fingers. “How’s that?” I asked, smoothing the elastic band into place. Ivy twisted her neck left and right, watching her ponytail bounce in the mirror. “It’s perfect, Mommy! I look like a unicorn!” I grinned, pressing a kiss to her temple. “The prettiest unicorn there ever was.”

She had not been impressed with either of them. Nevertheless, the way she was feeling, she didn't need any help at all. Aurora was a super tall strawberry-blond muscular woman. She had a pretty face but did not remind Cadence of the princess from Sleeping Beauty. She seemed to be all business, and Cadence was excited to have the opportunity to work with her. Paxton was a short, scrawny Guardian with a spikey faux-hock and Smith looked like a reject from Space Camp, with his thick glasses and blemished complexion.

And why he released my hair from my very high ponytail. "When your finished I want you seated at my right side taking notes very very quietly do you understand sweetheart," The bastard planned this as my punishment all along and that made me throw daggers at him. I tried once more to pry his hands off me but nothing worked to my avail. A low gasped escaped my lips when I felt my underwear being shifted to the side and fingers latched on to my clit. my eyes rolled back at the pleasure and I quickly held my head down silently thanking god that he had told me to let my hair out from the ponytail it had been in as it was shielding my face now.

Mga hairdress na nasa code din ng kulay ng school uniform. Ponytail ko na lang yung buhok ko na inipit sa ribbon. Wala masyadong kaartihan sa mukha... polbos lang okey na. Ang napansin ko lang talaga yung seal ng school ng papasukan ko... Red seal na may dragon at serpent... Weird...karamihan ng seal kong kilala... May libro...with apoy o araw ... Eh itoh...tinalo pa ang seal ng nga gladiator.

"Of course. Let me see the nonsense you're trying to do" Said Curl with a mocking chuckle. They bent down and Little Ben brought the tips of their ponytails together and near the dried woods. They moved it so it scratched together and in that instant the tips of their ponytails let out a blue spark, and the woods got fired up immediately like it had been fueled. Curl jumped up and off in surprise and fear, looking at his ponytail to see if anything bad had happened to it and touching it unrelentingly as if it had caught fire. But nothing happened to it. Pradai and Iliya were astonished as well.

She asked. “Preparing your disguise,” He said. Reaching for her chestnut locks, he pulled them back tying them into a ponytail. Her hair was soft and as he worked with it, it curled around his finger like a butterfly hug making him think all kinds of inappropriate thoughts. Reluctantly, as the ponytail was successfully in place, he pulled his hand back savoring every curl as it brushed over his knuckles. “You’re oddly good at this,” She said snapping him out of his thoughts.